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Wednesday, June 8, 2011

A Love To Call My Own

I knew from the beginning that you were a flirt, Yet I fell in love with you knowing I'd get hurt. I thought that I could tie you down and make you love just once, But how could I do something, no one else has ever done? I know you'll never love me and I'm trying not to cry, For I must find strength in me, to kiss your lips goodbye. When you ask for me again, you'll find I won't be there, "I want a love to call my own, not one of I'd have to share." So I'll hide this broken heart, behind this smiling face, And though you'll think I never cared, no one else can take your place.

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